Fall From Grace - Siouxsie And The Banshees

I am stone and I am blade

A sharp eternal instant

A darker heart a distant moan

Pleasures' deep and spectral instinct

Look me in the eye

Speak it to my face

My hate is cold

As I fall from grace

So wish away my gravity

A curse the one and only

Lay terror tight unholy flight

Bear witness to the descent

Yet nothing is forever

So come nearer and confess

But like a tender bruise

Temptation waits in one caress

Look me in the eye

Speak it to my face

My hate is cold

As I fall from grace

Cast me out and save your soul

From madness rhyme and reason

You banish doubt I’ll spread the fear

You’d better start believing

Look me in the eye

Speak it to my face

My hate is cold

As I fall from grace